Dead Winter Resurrection

Wooden Stake

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Stirring in the coffin for two, the vampire lovers awake
The loss of blood weakens them
And their bones begin to shake
But nourishment through blood is what these ladies seek
They open their eyes, and from inside the coffin
You hear a shriek
In the still of the black winter
They will rise blood on the virgin snow
He meets his demise...